These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 677 Young brave man, set off!

Next to them, a few blacksmiths were chatting outside the recording studio:
"Why is it called Storm Spirit?"

"You don't understand. The whole picture flickers, leaving an afterimage. It looks a lot like an old friend of mine named Blue Cat."

"Double spiritual roots, and they are incomplete. It's obvious that he won't live long!"

"There is no way. We have not succeeded in creating a perfect fairy beast with Yin-Yang spiritual roots. The Five Elements spiritual roots are even more difficult and cannot be combined!"

"It feels like this fairy beast won't live long."

The God of Food listened to them and explained, "It has already taken shape. Kill 50% of it and it will produce embers. Once it awakens and reshapes its life, it will become a true immortal beast."

Experienced card gacha synthesizers started a discussion.

"This Jiuzhou Sihai flashed and left behind a mine clone. It's too shameless. How can we play in Jiuzhou with this kind of fairy beast in the future?" Rabbi Xiaoxin said.

"This is a version of a battle between gods. Will the data of this game be ruined by our fancy operations?" Nine-year-old No Wetting the Bed thought about it and felt that it was very likely.

After all, there are many examples of some stupid players crashing and ruining the game.

"You're thinking too much. This immortal beast died young now, and its bloodline is incomplete, so it can't reproduce at all. If it forms a normal race in the future, the fertility rate will definitely be extremely low. Look at the four great beasts."

Human God Gongfen thought for a moment and explained, "The market price of a spiritual farmer cultivating a spiritual root is tens of millions. If a divine beast wants to give birth to a spiritual root offspring, the energy is the same. It also needs the life source equivalent to tens of millions of magic money, which is very harmful to itself."

Everyone thinks so.

A fucking cub with natural spiritual roots, extremely precious.

Immortal beasts must start with dual spiritual roots, and it would cost at least hundreds of millions of magic coins to have one cub, and it might be even more difficult for immortal beasts to give birth!

Ridiculously expensive!

Giving birth to a child will damage your essence, causing you to enter a period of weakness and have to guard against attacks from powerful enemies.

"But no matter what, we have created a god."

Someone looked at the Storm Spirit, his pupils filled with longing, "If the process we guessed is successful, killing the Exploding Embers and reviving the Ghost King, the Storm Spirit will be completely alive, and our way will be clear!"

The era of immortal beasts was opened up by them.

Of course, this is based on the premise that they, the original demon gods, can only ascend to the top after defeating all the masterminds behind the scenes.

At that time, it was the era of large-scale farming.

It is equivalent to turning on the [Creative Mode] in Minecraft. Ants, small fish, crabs, dragonflies, and the entire food chain are synthesized in our hands.

Synthesis, synthesis, synthesis!

We will build shelters for all the last survivors and lock them up in the old prison. Then we will be outside as the ancient ancestor demons and create the new era!

At that time, the Age of Sacrifice broke out completely, and the dream of the entire food chain was: to survive!
Yes.

In the hands of us blacksmith-type Nuwas, kill madly and survive!

We, the gods of the villa, have started the construction mode, forming a new biological explosion.

This time, we will start the next era ourselves.

“I feel like I’m almost ready.”

"Well, the preliminary preparations have been basically completed. We still need to work harder on the control headband next door. Once the pseudo-human disaster is over, we will officially be born."

"It has to be a fake person's disaster, helping us to delay time."

"Yeah, it's a bit difficult to be the mastermind behind the scenes. Everyone can brag, but it's not easy to show some skills and really pretend!"

For these calculating blacksmiths, every layout and detail is important.

After all, their opponents are the Nine-Headed Dragon Emperor, Phoenix Yi, and even various other players.

Everyone is competing, but it’s not that easy to become the final winner!

We have the combat power of the Transformation Realm, but we are just barely qualified to be contestants.

Now, the blacksmith shop, alchemy room, and spiritual farming area are all working frantically, like the gears in a machine, running madly.

They are even making all-round arrangements outside, using Li Youzhu and Jiao Wuyu to gather funds and provide them with great support.

All aspects are moving forward and making plans.

They will soon do everything they can to help the owner fight against the whole world.

Among a group of behind-the-scenes masters, the one who finally made it to the finals and won the chicken dinner must be our owner!
More than twenty days passed.

The atmosphere in the villa gradually became tense.

The disaster of fake people continued to erupt outside, and this wave of outbreak can be said to be quite rapid.

Even if we tried our best to deal with it, working day and night, developing various new soul-locking techniques, and even though the human race had already developed talismans and elixirs, a portable type of soul-locking technique, it still took a full twenty days to officially cover it. Among them, I don't know how many fake people were mixed in.

They might lie dormant completely, grow up as the younger generation, or even give birth to pseudo-human children who appear to have innocent backgrounds. In less than a hundred years, they will be spread across all the major sects and become the new generation of geniuses.

In just two or three hundred years, a new generation of pseudo-human army will be formed that is capable of changing the times.

But Ning Zheng didn't care about it at all.

"They've finally had enough of the noise and are starting to lie dormant."

Ning Zheng raised her eyebrows and was catching a fish in the yard. "The disaster of the fake man is over for the time being. The old man who fishes is probably coming."

Does that guy want to compete with Fenghuang Yi?

Ning Zheng thought about it, took out the communication token, and said to Jiu Cairong: "We have been preparing for nearly a month. The human royal family has almost stockpiled the super money boys, and we can start selling new magic money."

"Okay, no problem!" Jiucai Rong replied immediately, "The Sea Clan's nursery master has gone there, and the Human Clan is selling a new currency, so we can work together."

During the twenty days since the outbreak of the Pseudo-Human Disaster, almost nothing happened.

All the major blacksmith profession areas are in a state of crazy internal competition.

Roll, roll, roll!

More than twenty days is a relatively peaceful development period.

With their crazy mobilization, plus the fact that they could get luck coins and a 1% commission, they could influence their card drawing luck to a certain extent, and researched out some very useful things.

Whether it is spiritual roots, weapons, or the synthesis of fairy beasts, they have all produced some powerful results.

At this time, the old steward gave an order and the entire Sword Casting Villa began to mobilize.

"Fighting on two fronts, hurry up!"

"The sales meeting has started in Ximen City. Fairy Doctor, Dazzled Eyes, there shouldn't be any problem for you to log in to the person in charge there, right?" Jiucai Rong said.

Dazzling and Fairy Medicine nodded in unison: "We've been prepared for this for a long time!"

As experienced male and female hosts, what's so difficult about holding sales, overturning history, and issuing new currency?
simple.

"Very good, Fairy Medicine and Eyeshua are busy with most of the main forces of our villa in Ximen City, and they must also carry out the affairs of the Sea Tribe Dynasty at the same time." Jiucai Rong nodded:
"The turmoil of the Pseudo-Human Disaster has ended, and the people have just recovered. But in fact, who knows how many people have been possessed, hundreds of thousands? Even millions? This is a major disaster."

"Now, the next disaster is coming one after another. The battle between Fenghuang Yi and the one who caused the disaster has begun. We are the masterminds behind the scenes, waiting for the opportunity to act!"

"That guy's birth is also the best time for us to officially be born!"

"If he doesn't hide, we won't hide either!"

Throughout the square, countless blacksmiths stood upright, their eyes filled with excitement and passion.

They shouted:
"Show them a lesson!"

"Whatever mastermind behind this, what heroes of our time, they are all losers beneath our feet!" Some people shouted excitedly with their blood boiling.

A hairpin lady put down the knitted sweater in the crowd and shouted: "It is their sorrow that they were born in the same era as us and compete in this world!"

"With my hands behind my back, I will make decisions for eternity. Kill, kill, kill!" A spiritual farmer happily pulled up a spiritual root and waved it over his head like a glow stick, "Let them see how good we are at farming!"

There was a blacksmith who was forging iron with a burning desire to fight. He brandished a sword and raised the fire above his head, "Fishing out all the evil hands one by one, and taking them all to forging iron, clearing up the past and opening up the future!"

The super large group battle and the main mission are about to begin.

It seems like they will play the oldest behind-the-scenes masters? In fact, they are young and passionate heroes who will open up an era and defeat corruption!

At least that's what they think.

They felt that their burden was heavy, glorious and righteous, and the main storyline of saving the world had finally begun.

They had been in the Novice Village, where they took over the best hoes in the village from the hands of the village elders, built houses, mined, forged iron, and completed Novice Village tasks. They were all strangers who shouted, "I will definitely become a hero."

And now he has fought his way out of the Novice Village, walked towards Pingchang City on the small map, stepped into Xinyizhou City on the medium map, fought into the capital city on the large map, sneaked into the East China Sea on the large map, upgraded and grew step by step, fought monsters and conquered dungeons one by one, became a god-level professional, did business to make money, and had several top krypton gold accounts.

Now, the troubled times have finally arrived!
One after another terrifying ancient bosses have been born. They will shout to the chief of the Novice Village and the old steward: We are already the heroes who save the world!
That’s the process.

This is the sense of ritual.

"We are the kings of strangers who are destined to rise to the top by stepping on the torch!"

"We are fighting on two fronts. The world is about to tremble because of us!"

“Reach the pinnacle of the era. Go, go, go, start the next expansion pack—My World! We are all Nuwa!”

Jiucairong stood in front of the golden tortoise shell, holding a huge mallet, and began to hit the wooden fish. With a deafening sound that echoed throughout the villa, he roared:

"set off!"

(End of this chapter)